"You're still so stubborn even at a time like this?"
Duan Lingtian's words caused Moqi Hong's aura to stagnate for a moment before he sneered. His eyes were filled with madness as he said, "Duan Lingtian, you better be careful. Even if I don't overdo it, you might still be severely injured!"
Moqi Hong had already made up his mind.
Even if he could not kill Duan Lingtian, he wanted to severely injure Duan Lingtian before Zhen Pingfan and the others could react and rescue Duan Lingtian.
"I'll wait and see."
Duan Lingtian's expression was calm as he spoke in an indifferent tone.
"Junior Uncle Wei."
At this moment, Zhen Pingfan looked at Wei Chun Dao, the Valley Master of the Seven Kills Valley, and said, "Why don't you preside over their battle?"
"Sure."
Wei Chun Dao nodded to indicate he had no objections.
He was the Valley Master of the Seven Kills Valley. It was best for him to preside over the battle.
Almost at the same time, Duan Lingtian looked at Moqi Hong and said indifferently, "Moqi Hong, since Valley Master Wei will be the one to preside over the battle between us, let's hand our stakes over to Valley Master Wei before the battle begins.
Only then will I feel at ease. "
"Of course, if your side can't take out the stakes, there's no need for this battle to continue."
When Duan Lingtian reached the end of his sentence, his eyes flickered continuously. In the eyes of the Moqi Clan, it seemed as though he was feeling uneasy as he tried his best to disrupt the battle.
Moqi Hong felt the same way as well. "Duan Lingtian, you're still trying to struggle at a time like this?"
Moqi Hong sneered as he looked at Moqi Jue.
Before Moqi Hong could speak, Moqi Jue had already raised his hand. Black mist swirled around his hand before it transformed into a seven-foot-long spear. The body of the spear and the tip of the spear were completely black. There was nothing special about it, but the aura it emitted was oppressive.
This was the Half Soul Prominent Grade Divine Weapon that Moqi Jue, the Golden Seat Elder of the Moqi Clan, always carried with him. It was the Black Jade Spear of the Hidden Dragon!
"Is this Elder Moqi Jue's Black Jade Hidden Dragon Spear?"
When Moqi Jue took out his half soul high grade divine artifact, many of the Seven Kills Valley's elders who had rushed over to join in the fun let out similar cries of surprise.
"Elder Moqi Jue's Hidden Dragon Black Jade Spear is worth one hundred limit king grade divine pills? If this were to spread, it would be big news. "
"Elder Moqi Jue, aren't you worried that his Black Jade Spear will lose?"
"He must have taken it out because he thought that he would definitely win."
…
More and more people from the Seven Kills Valley gathered around, and some of them even looked at Duan Lingtian. Everyone thought that Duan Lingtian would definitely lose, but would Duan Lingtian turn the tables and win in the end?
Of course, there were only a few people who thought this way.
They even felt that Duan Lingtian's chances of winning were very small, or even close to none.
If they were asked to bet on Duan Lingtian to win now, they would not take the risk.
"Martial Uncle!"
At this moment, an old man from the Moqi Clan spoke up. Just as Moqi Jue was about to pass the spear to Wei Chun Dao, the Valley Master of the Seven Kills Valley, he said, "Why don't we … just forget about it?"
"It's just a child's quarrel. There's no need to use your half soul high grade divine artifact as a wager."
The old man said in a deep voice before he continued, "It'll be fine if he wins … but if he loses …"
He did not finish his sentence.
However, this caused many people from the Moqi Clan to calm down.
That was right.
They all felt that they would definitely win.
However, what if they lost?
What would they do if they lost?
If they lost, the Golden Seat Elder of the Moqi Clan would lose his half soul high grade divine artifact. At that time, his strength would be greatly reduced. This would not only be a loss to the Golden Seat Elder, but it would also be a loss to the Moqi Clan!
When Moqi Jue heard the advice, he stopped moving.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian said with a smile, "That's right, Elder Moqi Jue. Why don't we just forget about it?"
"Today, I'll definitely win against Moqi Hong."
"I'm afraid it's not easy for your half soul high grade divine artifact to reach this stage. There's really no need to use it on a good-for-nothing great-grandson like you."
"Elder Moqi Jue, if you want to go back on your word, I, Duan Lingtian, won't have any objections. I'm sure your great-grandson, Moqi Hong, won't dare to have any objections as well."
Duan Lingtian smiled brilliantly. "However, I'll say this first. If you don't have half soul high grade divine artifact as a wager, I won't even bother to fight with Moqi Hong."
"Let's just forget about this wager."
At this moment, Duan Lingtian was no longer anxious. It was as though he was a completely different person. He was much more excited now.
Moqi Hong's expression changed when he heard Duan Lingtian's words. He looked at Duan Lingtian anxiously.
Even if he felt that he would definitely win, he could not force the Great Ancestor to do anything. He could only let the Great Ancestor make the decision.
Naturally, if he could, he wanted to promise that he would not lose. If he lost, he would do whatever he wanted.
At the same time, two other high-ranking officials from the Moqi Clan spoke up to dissuade Duan Lingtian. They felt that there was no need for him to risk his half soul high grade divine artifact for the sake of a junior.
"That's right, Senior Uncle Moqi. Why don't we just forget about it?"
At this moment, Zhen Pingfan also spoke up.
In the beginning, he did not want to speak up. After all, if Duan Lingtian lost his half soul high grade divine artifact, he would be the one to take it.
However, when he received Duan Lingtian's Voice Transmission, he understood Duan Lingtian's intention. For this reason, he quickly spoke up to dissuade Duan Lingtian.
At the same time, he prayed in his heart.
'Duan Lingtian, you'd better not admit defeat!'
'What are you afraid of?
Don't tell me you don't have confidence in your great-grandson?
Your great-grandson had entered the High-Level Divine Emperor Realm a hundred years ago. On the other hand, Duan Lingtian from our Chunyang School had only entered the Zhongwei Divine Emperor Realm two years ago! '
"Elder Moqi, let's just forget about it."
At this moment, Elder Ye Tong from the Chunyang School's Hidden Sword Faction also spoke up. Duan Lingtian did not send him a Voice Transmission. Instead, he spoke according to his own thoughts.
This was because he felt that Duan Lingtian would not be able to defeat Duan Lingtian. Instead of embarrassing himself by giving up a hundred King Grade Divine Pills, he might as well just forget about it.
When Wei Chun Dao, the Valley Master of the Seven Kills Valley, saw the group of people trying to dissuade Duan Lingtian, he retracted his hand that was about to take the divine spear from Duan Lingtian.
"Senior Brother Moqi, why don't we just forget about it?"
Wei Chun Dao asked.
Many of the onlookers felt that Duan Lingtian would most likely give up after so many people tried to dissuade him. They were disappointed that they would not be able to see Duan Lingtian and Duan Lingtian fight.
Duan Lingtian's body trembled slightly. He threw the long spear in his hand to Wei Chun Dao and said loudly, "I believe in my great-grandson!"
When Duan Lingtian saw this and heard Duan Lingtian's words, Duan Lingtian immediately expressed his stance. "Rest assured, Great Ancestor. I will not let you down!"
He was really worried that his Great Ancestor would go back on his word.
Duan Lingtian heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the Half-Soul High Grade Divine Artifact was in Wei Chun Dao's hands. When he looked at Duan Lingtian again, his eyes were filled with mockery. "Duan Lingtian, now that my stake is in Valley Master Wei's hands, it's your turn to take out your stake."
"One hundred limit King Grade Divine Pills. Don't tell me you can't take out that much?"
Under everyone's gazes, Duan Lingtian's expression changed a few times. The smile on his face disappeared. After frowning, he said coldly, "Of course I can take them out!"
Then, in front of everyone, he took out many pill bottles. After fiddling with them for a while, he placed the one hundred limit King Grade Divine Pills in an unused Spatial Ring and handed it to Wei Chun Dao. "Valley Master Wei, I'll have to trouble you."
At this moment, Duan Lingtian's expression was heavy. However, he was very excited in his heart.
It's done!
"Duan Lingtian, it's all thanks to your improvisation."
At this moment, Zhen Pingfan transmitted his voice to Duan Lingtian. His tone was filled with excitement. "If it were me, it would be very difficult for me to do this."
Earlier, Wan Qi Jue's hesitation made Zhen Pingfan feel that if he was the only one who had provoked him, Wan Qi Jue might not have dared to take out his High Soul Artifact.
However, based on Duan Lingtian's performance and his improvisation, Wan Qi Jue was certain that Duan Lingtian was no match for his great-great-grandson, Wan Qi Hong.
Fortunately, Zhen Pingfan had never been to Earth in the mundane realm. Otherwise, he would have thought that Duan Lingtian was an award-winning actor.
"Elder Zhen, it's too early to be happy."
Although Duan Lingtian was happy, he did not lose his rationality. "We don't know if Wan Qi Hong has any tricks up his sleeve. If he doesn't, it won't be difficult for me to defeat him."
"However, if he does, it won't be easy to defeat him."
Duan Lingtian said.
At this moment, Duan Lingtian had a certain understanding of the difference between the Divine Energy of a High-Level Celestial Emperor and a Medium Celestial Emperor. He knew it would not be easy for him to close the gap between them.
Most importantly, Duan Lingtian was not weak at all.
Wan Qi Hong's comprehension of the law was not weaker than his comprehension of the law of space.
Wan Qi Hong's reputation as the number one genius of the Moqi Clan was not undeserved.
"We'll just have to do our best. At the very least, we'll have to end the match in a draw.
Let's not waste time, "Zhen Pingfan said.
After a while, Wei Chun Dao, the Valley Master of the Seven Kills Valley, beckoned the crowd to retreat to a safe distance, leaving only him and Duan Lingtian in the middle. At the same time, Duan Lingtian and Wan Qi Hong rose into the air and faced each other.
The smell of gunpowder filled the air at this moment.
A great battle was about to break out.
At the same time, Zhen Pingfan, the Old Ancestor of the Yun Feng Progeny on Yun Feng Island in Chunyang School, was stunned when he learned about the wager Duan Lingtian had taken out from his son, Zhen Pingfan.
After a while, he could not help but mutter, "Is Wan Qi Jue crazy?
He's betting his Half-Soul Prominent Divine Artifact for 100 peak King Grade Divine Pills?
He won't go back on his word, right?
This won't do. I have to make a trip there myself! “
When they return from the Seven Kills Valley, Wan Qi Jue might shamelessly make a move to snatch back his Half-Soul Prominent Divine Artifact. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not hesitate. He took out a God Emperor Grade Flying Ship and left Chunyang School at his fastest speed to head to the Seven Kills Valley.
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